MARY CARMEN: Yes, it was broadcast live—how is she?
ANTONIO: Fine, Mary Carmen, fine—she fell, but you heard it, she got up and killed the bull. Believe me, it was nothing.
MARY CARMEN: Antonio....
ANTONIO: It is the truth, Mary Carmen, she has only a little scratch on her head, it was nothing at all....
A few days after their return from Colombia, Antonio stepped out of the car with the two photographs of Cristina in her traje de luces taped to the rear window, entered his apartment and stared at the trophy she had won as the best apprentice matador in Cali. Which was greater, he was asked, his fear or his pride?
He shook his head. He took a deep breath.
"My fear is always greater than my pride," he said. "I still do not know.... What should I do? Do you understand? Cristina is my daughter. Cristina is a woman."